Mr. Sun and Mr. Ji frowned at the same time: "The Huo family of the Huo Group?"
Mr. Mo nodded, his expression extremely serious.
"Yes! The relevant information is here, you can take it and take a look."
As soon as Mr. Mo finished speaking, Mo Xueming came from the side hall with three documents and handed them to Mr. Ji and the three of them one by one.
When it was handed to Bai Nanxi, Bai Nanxi stood up directly.
"I don't think it's necessary to read this document, because I don't believe that the Huo family would do something so unconscionable!"
Before Mr. Mo could speak, Bai Nanxi laughed again.
"Of course, if it's the Yan family, I'll believe it!"
Mo Xueming smashed the document on the ground with a bang: "Bai Nanxi, do you want to die? This is the Mo family, not a place for you to run wild!"
Bai Nanxi didn't care and looked at him mockingly.
"Why, aren't you asking people to tell the truth? Or are you afraid that something will happen to the Yan family's ancestral temple, which will harm your Mo family, so you can't wait to pull the Huo family out as a scapegoat?"
Mo Xueming kicked him out: "Bai Nanxi, you are looking for death!"
Bai Nanxi sneered, dodged and instantly kicked Mo Xueming on the knee.
That kick was so unceremonious that Mo Xueming screamed in pain and knelt down.
Mr. Ji stood in front of Bai Nanxi in an instant, and Mr. Sun quickly looked at Mr. Mo.
"Old Mo, Nanxi is young and energetic. Don't be as knowledgeable as him."
Mr. Mo's veins appeared on the back of his hands, but he endured it.
"Of course I won't be as knowledgeable as a junior. I'm not as good at learning as others. He deserves it!"
Mo Xueming looked at him in disbelief. Mr. Mo's eyes were filled with coldness. Mo Xueming trembled all over and lowered his head quickly, not daring to say another word.
Bai Nanxi watched and slowly looked at Mr. Mo.
"Mr. Mo, I came here today to tell you: My Bai family will withdraw from the Xuanmen family from now on!"
Without giving Mr. Mo a chance to speak, Bai Nanxi nodded to the other two old men, turned around and left the flower hall with a long stride.
Mr. Ji saw it and spoke hastily.
"Mr. Mo, I'm going to teach that kid from Nanxi a lesson! Do you think he can enter Xuanmen whenever he wants and quit whenever he wants? He's really fearless!"
After Mr. Ji finished speaking, he went to chase the person in a hurry.
But Mr. Sun stayed.
"Mr. Mo, what's going on with the Yan family? Is the news from Zhiming Chemical Factory true? How about we find a way to fish Xu Ling out first?"
Mr. Mo's heart hurt even more.
It was clear that Mr. Sun was helping the Yan family with every word he said, but he felt that every word he said was stabbing his heart.
After understanding the attitudes of the other three companies, Mr. Mo asked the last question.
"So if you face the Huo family, what is your Sun family's attitude?"
Mr. Sun laughed.
"What kind of attitude can you have? Our Sun family and the Huo family have no contact, and we don't know anything."
Mr. Mo finally got some comfort.
"Okay, I understand. I still have something to do. You can take the information back and read it. If the Huo family comes to your Sun family later..."
Mr. Sun: "I am in my seventies or eighty. I am old, my eyesight is not good, my hearing is not good, I don't know anything."
Mr. Mo nodded with satisfaction and watched Mr. Sun leave.
After Mr. Sun left, he waved his hand violently, and the tea cup in his hand flew out and broke into pieces, and he also spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Mo Xueming was startled: "Grandpa!"
Mr. Mo kicked him in the thigh.
"Useless thing! Get out of here!"
Mo Xue ran away with a trembling expression on his face.
Mr. Mo wiped the blood from his mouth and looked in the direction of the Huo family coldly and fiercely.
"My Mo family has been practicing Taoism for generations. Even the first family in China should prostrate themselves under our Mo family!"
If you stubbornly resist, you will die without a burial place.
Thinking of this, Mr. Mo suddenly picked up his cell phone and called his eldest son.
"Shaohui, have you found anything different about the Huo family in the past three months?"
Mo Shaohui is reading all the information related to the Huo family. He has read this information over and over again. He has been researching it since a few years ago. Until the Zhang family took the bait at the Jialan Club, everything was developing under their control. .
But as the Zhang family's conspiracy was revealed, the Huo family began to get beyond their control.
"Dad, not yet. Except for the two more children in the Huo family, everything else is normal."
Mr. Mo thought of the broken fox ornament and knew that Yu Xiao's side was already useless.
And since Bixian has never returned, it probably won't go well either.
His face was full of sinisterness: "Those two children, find a way to meet them."
Mo Shaohui hummed, "I also have this plan. Yu Xiao has already alerted the enemy, and Lu Huai has successfully approached Huo Sichen. It shouldn't be difficult to see the two children adopted by the Huo family."
Mr. Mo's voice was very cold: "Don't use any magic. If there is no expert help behind the Huo family, Xu Ling will not break so quickly."
"I see."
After hanging up the phone, Mo Shaohui contacted Lu Huai personally.
Lu Huai, who had fainted after being frightened by the dolls, had now woken up and was playing backgammon with five dolls with a numb look on his face.
The child's watch suddenly rang, and it had a special ringtone. His little face suddenly turned pale, and deep fear could not help but appear in his eyes.
The phone was connected, and Mo Shaohui's gentle voice came through the phone.
"Xiaohuai, I am uncle."
Lu Huai had a pale face, biting his lip tightly, and hummed softly.
Mo Shaohui seemed to smile, and his voice became much gentler.
"Your dad was injured and lying in the hospital. Why didn't you go and see him?"
Lu Huai's skinny hands clenched into fists little by little, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.
"I...I...I and..."
Mo Shaohui took over: "With the Huo family?"
Lu Huai subconsciously rejected: "No."
Mo Shaohui chuckled, his voice still gentle, but Lu Huai's hair stood on end, the fear in his eyes became more and more serious, and he didn't even know that his palms were bleeding when his fingers pinched them.
"Then we are together. Tell uncle where you are. Your birthday is coming soon. Uncle has prepared a birthday gift for you in advance. I just happened to go over and give it to you."
When Lu Huai wanted to refuse, Mo Shaohui had already given his address.
"Shui'an Hualin Community, the 28th floor of Building 8, right? Uncle will be there in half an hour."
Lu Huai's teeth were chattering and he objected hastily.
"No! We are not here! No! Uncle, you are so busy, you don't have to come here in person, I...I can just go and get it."
After speaking, Lu Huai hurriedly picked up the children's watch, but the more anxious he was, the more his hands shook.
When he was a child, Mo Shaohui cut off and broke Dahuang's legs, cut off Xiaohuang's ears, and skinned and cramped the dismembered kitten his mother had raised for ten years in front of him. The bloody scene is still vivid in his mind.
At this moment, he forgot about Zaizai's special nature and quickly rushed out of the living room and went straight to the elevator.
He wants to get out of here!
He couldn't let his uncle see Zaizai.
He will kill Zaizai.
Five dolls tilted their heads, stretched their necks, and two took off their eyeballs and stuck them to the floor-to-ceiling windows to look outside.
Everyone communicates in a tacit understanding.
"My playmate ran away and the boss is still awake. Do you want to follow me?"
"Follow, follow, follow! This playmate is too fragile. How can he deal with the boss if he dies?"
So the five ragdolls split into two parts tacitly.
Three people squeezed out from the crack in the door on their weak legs and chased people. Two people went upstairs to look for the underworld boss.
You give in to each other.
After all, the underworld boss is angry, whoever bumps into him will be unlucky!
